Whispering Verse

Shade actually didn't have many secrets. He was an outsider, the voice in his head was occasionally unusual, and he could understand any text he came into contact with so far, so it wasn't a big problem.

"Yes, it's not a big problem."

He convinced himself so.

"As long as you understand, the college has been considering the issue of Bill Schneider's group for many years, and has even thought about splitting the group. But fortunately you are here. In fact, relatively speaking, even if you compare all the students who have entered the Holy See in the past ten years, As a correspondence magician from Lens, your identity and background are also the most trustworthy. Your past is very simple, and you have never had any connection with mystery or other forces."

Professor Sanchez said with a smile. Since this issue was mentioned, Shade asked:

"Professor, since you have investigated my past, does the college know how I became a homeless person? I'm sorry, I almost don't have that memory anymore."

Judging from the physical scars and physical fitness, the original owner could not have been a homeless person since he was a child. As he asked the question, his ears moved. Little Mia seemed to have given up scratching the door completely, and no sound was heard for a long time.

Professor Sanchez coughed and cleared his throat:

"As for your past, you have had brain problems since you were a child. As for your wandering life, you probably started when you were 16 years old. Mr. Hamilton, your hometown is a green town in Carlton County in the south of the Kingdom of Delrayon. That year, the entire southern region suffered from a famine. Your family died on the way to escape, and you came to Tobesk alone...Sorry, if you are curious about this issue, the report can be late. I’ll give it to you some time.”

Professor Sanchez showed a regretful expression, Shade pursed his lips and shook his head, saying nothing.

His curiosity about the past of the original owner was limited to worrying that the other party also had any major secrets or worries. For example, he is actually an illegitimate son of the royal family, or a descendant of a great noble. But now it seems that those plots that only exist in knight novels are indeed impossible to happen to him.

The original owner did not leave behind any interpersonal relationships, but instead benefited the outsiders who did not inherit any memories.

"Then Professor, please allow me to ask another question, since you have investigated my matter. So about Detective Sparrow Hamilton, does the academy know about him?"

He looked at Professor Sanchez expectantly, and the professor nodded:

"The academy has also investigated things about him, which is really not easy. But don't worry, Sparrow Hamilton's secret has nothing to do with the Ring Warlock and the mystery... I don't plan to tell you directly about him. You, but let yourself explore. This is also an important stage for you to integrate here, I think you will understand."

"It really has nothing to do with the supernatural?"

Shade confirmed.

"On my honor, Sparrow Hamilton's secrets are only related to ordinary people. Is this okay?"

The professor smiled and joked, and Shade immediately said it didn't have to be like this.

"By the way, since we just talked about the issue of the report, in order to facilitate your monitoring of the doctor, ahem, I mean monitoring of the doctor, the academy will give you a poet-level relic [the poet Cohen's manuscript]. But This page can only be used when necessary. Normally, you still use Bill Schneider's one to contact the college."

Professor Sanchez said again.

"Then how can the paper be given to me? If it is through the doctor's channel, the secret will be exposed."

"It has been sent. It will probably be in your hands tomorrow morning."

"Send it? Through the post office? From the far north to here? What about security issues, or if it is lost in the middle..."

Shade never thought that the academy would use such simple and crude methods.

"Of course not sending it from the college, which would waste a lot of time and is not safe. St. Barrons Comprehensive College has many industries in the Old World, and it also serves as a transfer station for off-campus internships for formal students, as well as a means of profit for the college. ..... Since we are talking about profit, I think we can talk about the compensation for the doctors you are responsible for monitoring."

The topic suddenly turned to this, but Shade didn't think this required payment. He regards doctors as friends and guides, and is willing to contact the college to deal with them when they lose control. This is actually good for all three parties. But since the academy wanted to give it, he had no reason not to want it, so there was no hypocritical rejection.

"Because this job does not require much labor, the pay is not very high. But the School of History attaches great importance to you. After negotiation, the dean of the School of Astronomy conducted a divination for you this afternoon. The divination will be in the next few days. Rough destiny for a few days.

After taking up a job as a magician, he will always get lost in the heavy studies, and divination can effectively point out a way. "

Professor Sanchez said before taking an equally translucent note from his translucent dress pocket.

He read in standard Delarian, like a parliamentary speech:

"I saw the silver moon, and I saw the young detective holding a Rhodes card. I also saw blood. Young detectives should stay away from situations full of blood."

After reading, put the note away:

"Divinations and prophecies usually do not have direct direction, but require interpretation. Mr. Hamilton, do you understand the meaning of this divination result?"

"Yes, I understand...the warning at the end is not very clear, but it probably guides me to stay away from danger and disputes. At least the first sentence, I understand it very well."

Shade suppressed the throbbing in his heart and nodded. He understood it when he heard "Rhodes Cards". A certain possibility, a possibility that he regarded as almost zero, was infinitely magnified by this prophecy.

He doubted whether this was the influence of the twenty-sided dice that cast fate during the day, but thinking about it carefully, the fact that the professors happened to help solve the statue tonight seemed like a stroke of luck:

"I'll go to the Prophet's Association for identification tomorrow morning after feeding the cat."

"It's good that you understand, but I would also like to remind you, Mr. Hamilton, although Rhodes is fun, don't be addicted... The night is already dark, and today's meeting ends here. I will go ahead with Miss Jones. Go away, Professor Garcia will be in charge of your course, and I wish you sweet dreams.”

Tonight's meeting ended in this atmosphere.

Miss Jones also put away her pen and stopped recording. She smiled at Shade. So Shade stood up to say goodbye and watched as the two transparent bodies stood up from their chairs and gradually disappeared into the air on the second floor of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square.

Professor Garcia was still sitting there and motioned for Shade to sit down and talk as well. Now is the time for the two of them to be alone, but Professor Garcia still looks so serious:

“Now that everything else is over, let’s get started with the course content.

It's been a long time since I set foot on the Old Continent south of the extreme north. I'm not very used to talking to students from ordinary people like you. Please forgive me. But the night is already dark, I think we don’t need to say more, Mr. Hamilton, you will start your time travel journey soon, please..."

"Sorry, you won't come with me?"

Shade heard a different meaning from that sentence.

"Yes, a key only allows a single time travel by a single person."